Ballade

Da lschte sein Licht in ihrer Hand,. Der Wind verwehte drei Zeichen im Sand -. Laut sang, o sang das Meer.. . Ein Narre schrieb drei Zeichen in Sand,.

Are You Missing Me

Are you missing me. Not knowing where I am?. Out there somewhere. Do you remember me?. . Do you think of me. When you are on your own?. Do you wish that we.

Anger

Come, calm. Come, calm my anger. Come, calm. Come, calm my anger. . Our love is like a perfect sky. Deep blue and the sun is shining. But it seems that sometimes.

Abendlied

Dieses ist lange her.. Da ich deine schmalen Hande nahm. Dieses ist lange her.. Schlugst die runden Augen auf,. Dieses ist lange her.. . Am Abend,. Wenn wir auf dunklen Pfaden gehn,.

Windows Of The World

I lay alone wrapped in chains and lost in visions. Searching for reasons why I feel the pain of the world. To my dismay the visions increased, the rage grew stronger.

Visual Vortex

Conceptual imaginary, it seems so real which world do you live in. . I sense the emptiness inside the brain no apparent function, it has no name. nor does it see reality an existance in an endless masquerade.

Victim Of Circumstance

Sadly his mother watches helplessly,. as her child demolishes the very fabric she believes in.. Catching an occasional glimpse, she remembers with great pain,.

Unorthodox Methods

In a dangerous environment, a single mother fights against tradition.. Protecting her son from the corrupt influences surrounding them both.. She tries to raise him as a good and honest person..

Trust

I can't imagine any other way than simply saying why I really feel this way. it's mystifying in each and every sense so nothing ventured nothing new to gain.

The Story

The following tale depicts the life of a vulnerable child born into a. world of poverty and despair. The scene is set in a typical overcroweded. and run down industrial city. A haven for ranks of the unemployed. A young.

The Great Charade

[Van der Laars/Parry]. . An' through the mist I see, an image standing there. But do my eyes deceive me. . I'm seeing what I see, what is reality. It's just a game.

The Forgotten

Ignored and hated by many, he can't stand the very sight of himself.. Believing only that people wish him harm,. while all the time there is a sympathetic eye from an admiring lady..

Sweet Revenge

[Van der Laars/Bruinenberg/Parry]. . Watch out... I feel the strain. Arms in the air, pointing at me. No doubt... am I to blame. I swear it's the truth, my life's not a game.

Supremacy

After you my dear,. in mutial use we're one, you see. You will know, how it feels to sing along,. with angelsongs, and ride the glory winds. . Rule the tide.

Suppression

Take a good look around tell us a truth now what are they saying. they're out of all sight and sound while the hatred is growing. the guilty are praying.

State Of Mind

When I look at myself frustration I try to hide. when it cries cries out in vain then I can't resist or hide. . My state of mind state of mind. . Now the feelings from within tell the tale a life of sin.

Solitary Day

Paranoia slowly starts to take effect.. His huge fortune has created many enemies.. In haste he searches for solitude.. Secluded from the outside world, he lives in a fragile sense of security..

Shadow Dancer

The day the war was over, so the story goes. you could hear the churchbells ring hear the laughter. but with hope and glory, lingers memories. in the dark a girl would dance with her shadows.

Savage Grace

Having taken a path of no return, he develops a personality of power,. and turns supreme manipulation into an art form.. On the surface he portrays a person being of caring and consideration,.

Resurrection